RAFAELA...
Two months... Two more months that I will have to see my son suffer in a hospital bed.
They say that a heart cannot literally break, but I swear that every time I see my boy smile in pain... I feel a small crack forming in my heart, giving birth to the fear that at any moment, it might stop.
My plan to keep Matheus away from my life is becoming increasingly difficult to realize, as for a week now, every day when I arrive at school to pick up Ana, he is already there waiting to embrace my princess.
Today I couldn't go pick up Ana from school because I received a message from the hospital, informing me that Pedro was experiencing a complication, I practically flew to the hospital.
"My son. Where is he?" I arrived and immediately asked the receptionist, she looks at me somewhat alarmed by the way I spoke "Please miss..."
"Pedro Henrique Cameron, isn't it?" I nod and she looks at the computer "I don't have any information about him here, except for his daily condition... You will need to speak to a doctor."
"Thank you."
I continue walking towards the floor where Pedro stays, when I reach the corridor that leads to his room, I see several doctors walking in all directions, including going in and out of my baby's room. I try to get closer, but I am prevented.
"Please... What is happening..."
"Ma'am, you need to calm down. We are trying to stabilize him."
Panic takes hold of me, I hear my cell phone ringing in my purse, I answer without even checking who is calling.
"Hello?"
"Rafa? Where are you? I'm here in front of the school... But you're not here... And they don't want to let Ana leave."
"I'm at the hospital Matheus..." I say crying, the fear of losing my boy overpowering me.
"What happened?"
"I don't know... They didn't tell me, they just..." Just said he was experiencing a complication...
"Stay calm, I'm coming there. I just need you to give me permission to get Ana out of school."
He hands the phone to the monitor and I tell her to allow Ana to leave, he asks me if he can leave Ana with his parents and I nod, because it's their weekend. I keep walking back and forth until Matheus arrives, and still no news about Pedro.
Almost an hour later, Matheus enters where I am, I throw myself into his arms and only then do I realize that there's no use fighting against this damn feeling, it will always be here, making me falter in the most delicate moments.
"I can't lose him... I can't..."
He holds me tightly and showers my hair with kisses, we stay embraced for just a few seconds, because a doctor approaches us with a facial expression composed of various emotions ranging from concern to relief.
"Tell me he's okay... Please..."
"He's in the ICU. His condition is deteriorating much faster than we imagined, unfortunately the treatment didn't fulfill its role, and it actually worsened the disease."
I feel my vision blur and my chest ache as if it's about to break in half right now, remember the pain that I said is impossible for a human being to bear? I believe that only mothers have a superpower capable of enduring it... Because even with a bleeding chest... I still ask:
"He... He..."
"No. He's in the ICU only because we performed an emergency blood transfusion on him. But the chances of the blood being well received by his body and expelling part of the disease... are higher than the treatment."
"How long does he need to stay there?" Matheus asks as he gently strokes my arms.
"At least 48 hours. We will be monitoring his condition throughout these hours in case any changes occur, whether positive or not."
My chest continues to tighten, sinking with each word from the doctor.
"Can we see him?" Matheus asks again, as I feel tears streaming down my eyes.
"I'll only allow 10 minutes. This way" the doctor led me almost automatically, I put on appropriate clothing to enter the intensive care unit "he's still under the effects of sedation. So... He won't hear you."
We nodded and entered Pedro's room. The first time I entered an ICU was when my father had heart surgery and had a complication. The second time was when Pedro had his first crisis, and they had to put him in the ICU to see if the treatment would work.
And here I am again... Seeing my baby in this ICU bed, tears impossible to hold back, and I only allow them to cascade down. I can't get close enough because the pain is so great it suffocates me.
I only feel Matheus hugging me once more, and it's as if with each embrace, my soul and strength are revitalized. I return the hug, crying even more, a painful cry. Only a mother who has gone through this understands what it's like to have a child in these conditions and not be able to do anything to help.
"I need my son back, Matheus. I need him..."
He doesn't say anything, because he knows that words won't help at this moment. He just holds me tightly, stopping me from falling to the ground as I feel my strength being taken away.
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